Who is Silvia? what is she,
That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, and wise is she
The heaven such grace did lend her,
That she might admirèd be.
Is she kind as she is fair?
For beauty lives with kindness.
Love doth to her eyes repair,
To help him of his blindness
And, being helped, inhabits there.
Then to Silvia let us sing,
That Silvia is excelling
She excels each mortal thing
Upon the dull earth dwelling
To her let us garlands bring.